The Billionaire Bride

Kisa sat down stiff on her bed tears streaming down her cheeks as she stared at her mobile phone muttering in a low voice “This can't possibly be me, what have I done to myself I have brought shame and disgrace to my family and my brand, what are people going to think of me…” She was brought back to reality as she heard her ringtone boldly written on the screen MANAGER KATE Her voice was stern and angry “kisa do I have to explain to you all over again how important public image is to your career?, How could you have let this happen First, you did not inform me you would be attending a party and now your leaked video all over the internet and who is the man in the video with you.. Do you know how much this is going to cost you and your reputation? well you are not a child anymore and I can't keep monitoring you like a hawk Well, just so you know, directors are no longer willing to work with you and brands are also no longer willing to work with you anymore and they are asking for payment since you breached the contracts I hope you know that you can't pay all the brands and currently, you are in debt! and it's a good thing your resident's address is hidden if not reporters would have crowded your apartment, find your way to the office this instant and make sure you stay clear of any reporter let's find a way to fix this ” With that she ended the call, she sobbed harder as it dawned on her that her career had been ruined and there was likely little or no remedy. Still starring at the video clip on her phone as she tries to recall how she ended up in such a situation “It all started when I agreed to accompany Emily to the bar. I should have known it was trouble because I'm very skeptical about the idea of going to a party alone without informing my manager Emily promised to take care of me last night in her words she said ‘I had nothing to worry about, it was just a break from stress’ Now look who is breaking down in tears The bar was almost empty, except for the bartender a hooded guy in white, and a couple making out at a table there was a restricted area I couldn't see through I wasn't interested We walked up to the bar; the bartender gave us a toothy smile as we settled into the stools “What can I get you?”, he asked his smile not wavering “Whiskey, please”, Emily answered The plan was to have fun and go home the next day He brought out a bottle of whiskey and two whiskey tumblers and passed them to each of us. Emily filled the cup as we talked about trending news, and how stressful our week has been and I spoke about how much I have missed Andrew, and his plans of taking a step further in our relationship when he returns from his trip. Emily told me how lucky I was and how happy she was for me. She also told me about how her relationship life is, even tho she wasn't willing to disclose her boyfriend's name, I wasn't bothered because I knew she would still tell me eventually. After telling me how she had to be an underdog because she loves her boyfriend I felt pity for her and told her to leave the relationship if he could not choose only her, Why is she still in a relationship with someone like that? I felt it wasn't in my place to dictate how she would live her life and who she would choose as a partner. I told her how beautiful she was just in case she forgot that, and she could get any man she wanted, she gave me you worry too much look and I let go of the conversation. In no time we clogged down a bottle of whiskey as we danced into the night” Her alarm jolted her back to reality as it was time for her to visit the coffee shop nearby. She immediately grabbed her car keys ignoring the fact that she had not showered since last night As she left her apartment and stepped into the bright sun, she was bombarded by flashes from the camera of the journalists and reporters waiting outside She raised her hand to shield her face from the barrage of questions thrown at her “Miss kisa” “Did you leak your video on purpose to gain more popularity ” “Are you no longer in a relationship with Mr Andrew” “What would happen to your brand” “Are you going to quit ” “Who is the man in the video” “Is he one of your fans” The questions were relentless, and kisa felt overwhelmed as she tried to make her way through the crowd covering her face from the cameras Suddenly a sleek black jeep pulled up beside her. The door opened, and a man in a suit leaned out “Get in quickly,” the man said in a firm tone Kisa looked up in surprise and asked “Who are you ?” The man replied to her in a firm yet gentle tone “ You do not have to worry about my identity but Who sent me” “ Who could have sent you,” Kisa asked as she entered